Hey Graceful,
I'm in a pretty good form today.
Of course I still have the impossible task of puncturing a bull's eye from a thousand miles away looming ahead of me, but I've told myself not to lose sleep on it too much. Wallowing in self-pity won't bend fate. So I'm gonna put the tears and fear on stand-by for now, and cherish the oxygen around.
"if I had only 24 hrs left to live, what would be the last thing I'd do?" That's the question bouncing up and down my mind right now. Crazy, huh?
But the heart is unreadable. You never know when it might decide to go on vacation. If you know what I mean...
*Dedicated to Owen Kachiwiya*
Rest in eternal peace bro!
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